AwDangit! Mr. Stalker Teddy went away....
Duuuuuuude. There's, like, a Vermont Teddy Bear ad stalking your wall. I think it likes you and your Sig. XD
Alright, good thing I'm watching it! Ahhh. Read it, makes much more sense.
Did it! And I'm watching the Sub. And thanks for the Link, I've been trying to find a refrence. Really? That kinda makes them seem related if...
Gritting her teeth, Amber shoved Blue's steering controls forward, not willing to end this encounter just yet. "Blue! Top speed now!" She commanded, her eyes narrowing as her Mech sped forward after them. "Q-Parts...what the heck are those?" The girl murmered, uncomfortably shifting in her small seat. "Hmph, whatever! Blue, fire!" She then brought her thumb down on the button above the left side of the Joystick-like control, watching as bullets shot from Blue's new firearm toward their enemy. They were going down, Q-Part by Q-Part. .....Whatever the heck those were. Glancing warily down at the ant sized Trish, who was checking the firey red Mecha's parts, Carter sighed. He had used it before, just as tests for the lab, and it didn't really work as good as he wanted it too. Some times it just stopped moving, or when in battle tests, the weapons never worked properly. "It can't be old, it's too shiny and upgraded with new technology. Maybe it's just the parts. Maybe it's just me. I wish this thing would work right." Suddenly, the words Red★Flame, reporting for duty. appeared in white letters across the Dashboard. "What the-?! Uh, Red★Flame, uhhh.....stomp your left foot?" Carter asked, shrugging as he thought how stupid that sounded. Just as he lost hope for the Mech- BAM! Inside the cockpit, the boy held onto the joystick controls for dear life as the Mech kept slamming its foot down on the ground. "STOP!" Just as soon as it started, the Mech stood still, Carter's eyes wide. Opening up the window, he called down to Trish, "Hey Trish! It works! It works! And I've got an idea!" "Great!" The woman screamed sarcastically, smoke coming out of her ears as she crossed her arms. "Now, were you trying to kill me a second ago?!" ~ A couple of minutes later, Trish sat down at her desk, rubbing her temples. Carter had just left, and she had work to do. Twirling toward the communications system, she listened for anything from Guy Shishioh, the man she was looking for. Suddenly, she heard, "...Trish, Chief!....Heading after...!" "Heading after what?" She cried, all of her attention on the device. "Come on. Heading after what?" Suddenly, the woman got an idea as she shot up from her seat, headed down the hall with a determined expression upon her face.
Well, I really wanna send Carter out, so I'll scramble it. XD Don' Worry Darky! Amber's quite prepared. Actually, (This is complete truth) I just...
Then, we can do that. Someone secretly messed the sensors up and now they can't find 'im. :)
Why, thank you. :) Yes, yes she is. Now, she's sending Carter to look for him, cause she thinks he's in trouble. But I know Guy's just invisible...
Scoffing at the figure named Gimlet, Amber jumped back, her boots scratching the top of the truck they were on. Instead of firing bullets like she normaly would've been doing right now, she just tossed her gun to Blue and calmly said, "You just made a huge mistake." Catching Amber's gun, Blue then opened up her leftt arm, where a small holding for the weapon was revealed. Slowly, the Mech put it in, a white light surrounding the two as the weapon merged with Blue, creating a firearm that took up most of the Mecha's arm. Blue then readied herself as she opened her torso back up, letting Amber get back in. "You wanna play rough," Amber drawled in a low voice, clutching the controls as Blue's torso closed. "Fine. We'll play rough." "....I'm kind of suprised. He hasn't called in yet Carter. What if something's wrong?" With a worried glance at her partner, the twenty five year old woman stared at the screens before her. They showed her a red haired girl, black trucks, a blue Mecha, a mysterious creature, another Mecha of some sort, but not the man she was looking for. "Urg!" Standing in frustration and nervous-ness, the woman paced as the eighteen year old brown haired boy that assisted her kept staring at the screens-that same bored expression pressed into his face, but not his eyes. "Carter! That's it! I'm putting you out there. Go get the one we've worked on, now!" She sighed as the teen nodded without a word and jogged out. If she couldn't find the one she was looking for, she'd send another to do it out there for her.
.....Hmmm. Yes, yes it tis. I think I know exactly where to go! *Taps her temple with a grin* It may be a bit ironic ;), but it's the best thing I...
Amber leaned forward a bit herself, her cocky smile being replaced by a stern frown. "Don't even try and change the subject. And, FYI, I do have a lisence for this Dark Gray Steel Jericho 941 Handgun, kay?" Her tone of voice was perky, and high-pitched, despite her expression. "So, answer the question. Who. The. Hell. Are. You. And what the heck are you doing?" She then backed up a bit, her gun never moving from her grip. Carefully, but silently, Blue dropped down in back of her pilot, crossing her arms. Then, the Mech got into a battle stance, covering Amber's weak spots from the back. If she went down, then the Mech would go with her.
..........0_0 God. My. Oh.
Avvy: 8.5/10. Pinkie Pie for the win. Is it just me, or is it when her hair moves, there's a shadow behind her? Siggy: 9/10. If you keep screaming like that I won't. XD I like it, it's very cute and angry!
................ ............. ...... Totally flippin' creepy man. Totally flippin' creepy. 0_o
Amber watched in shock as a figure lept out from the back of the truck they were following. "Who the heck is that?! He appeared out of flippin' nowhere! Blue, let's-" Suddenly, the girl got a crazy idea, and slammed her fist down on the button that opened Blue up. Taking her seat belt off, she reajusted her sunglasses, and without warning, free-falled down to one of the trucks closest to them. Carefully, she jumped to another truck in front of her, and another and another, until she was on the one directly in back of the masked person. "Who the hell are you," She then pointed her gun at him with a mocking expression; the sun hitting her glasses and making her look that much more cool, calm and collected. "And what exactly are you doing?"
Oh, not yet. I got home a wittle later than usual, then I had an eye doctor's appt. So yeah.....Not yet. But soon! XD
Hmmmm. *Hasn't quite exactly thought this out either* Hmm, Where to? *Taps her chin* We could go anywhere we like, and we don't know where to go....
Ooooh. Okay! And yes, I do. *Grins* (Yes, yes you do. ;) )
Avvy: 8/10 I don't really get it, but it kinda reminds me of some guy I know. Sig: 10/10 I love your Aqua-Shinx. So KUTE. And like the first line. I completely agree.
*Blushes even Moar* I'm glad you aren't alone either. ...Correction, I'm glad we both aren't alone. *Smiles* .....But I can walk for myself, mind...
